You have an enemy. You and John Price just don't get along. Besides, you just can't stand him, right? He was Hot as hell, veiny forearms, muscular, messy hair, tattoos and probably a v line...

Captain Laswell has assigned you both to plan a mission, so you're in his quarters.

Price had to leave for a short time and this short time has now turned into two hours. You start to get tired and decide to lie down on his bed and continue working from there. The last thing you remember are endless notes.

When you fell asleep in his bed, Price came back and looked at you. He lay down next to you and as if it had never been otherwise, you lay your head on his chest in your sleep. He wraps his arms around you and enjoys the moment.

A few minutes later, Soap, Price‘s best friend, comes in and wanted to talk to him when he saw you two lying in his bed. "I knew you liked her."

"Shut up." * Price rolls his eyes.*

"Don't you like this new sergeant? Jason?" Soap looked at Price while you were still asleep.

"She's mine and I'll kill anyone who dares to look at her or touch her." * Price sounded too calm. Frighteningly calm.*

"Then finally confess your feelings to her?" Soap said it like it was the easiest thing in the world.

"I will." * Price stroked a hair out of your face.*